24 Pics That Tell One Heck Of A Backstory

Who am I kidding, it's not going to be this weekend, it'll probably just be today. I'm already starting on my first loaf of bread, and it's only 8 a.m.

Assuming buddy's not just lying on the internet, a single pill is the dosage that people with clinical insomnia are normally prescribed. It's a wonder he woke up at all.

We're all assuming that this crab is being greedy, but really, it might just be being super generous with the little money that it does have.

And then I'd get upset if they didn't gift me a cake in return. I'd make another cake that said "Thanks for nothing," thus proving why I'd need to have a "Thanks for tolerating me" cake in the first place.

Also, let me know if have some kind of hookup where I can get a rideable dinosaur. Thanks.

The cookie was very loving and very tender. It appreciated what this whole experience meant to me. Then I woke up in a bed by myself, crumbs everywhere.

But hey, y'know what? You can't blame a guy for caring about whatever it is that he cares about. Sure, this specific choice seems a little aggressive, but I'm not gonna be mad at him for loving something.

But seriously, if someone from the Down syndrome community would like to give me a heads up if it's cool for me to chuckle at this, that would be great, because I'm going to be thinking about it for a while.

The real way that this bear is a lot like me is that someone at work recently referred to me as "an amorphous, non-sexual blob." So I assume that this stuffed animal is what my coworkers see when they look at me.

The part that's got me shook more than anything is that it looks like they're eating graham crackers with scrambled eggs. Is that a thing?

My best bet is that this guy has a daughter named Auburn who just graduated and he wants to find her a husband so that he can stop paying for her expensive habits? Maybe?

Y'know what, we tell a lot of jokes here on Diply.com, but you know what isn't a joke? Safety, that's what.

After all, who hasn't been rammed in the posterior by a bull that seems to be propelled by an extremely powerful fart?

Can somebody please explain to me what exactly in the world is going on here? Where is this tour bus going? Is suckling cows part of the deal?

As reliable as gravity is, you can always count on the universe finding a way to screw you over.

I've seen some aggressive public shaming in the past, but I don't think I've ever seen it take the form of Christmas decorations before. Bravo.

I'm not even sure what review platform this is that lets you give credit to the reviewer for being funny. The point is, that's awesome.

Man, this person was really counting on a lot of progress in nine years. Well, guess what kid? Napster isn't around anymore and people eat soap pods now. Welcome to the future.

Listen, if you're going to call something the ultimate anything, you'd better be willing to put your money where your mouth is. These people certainly did, and I'm just really sad to have missed it.

Which, metaphorically, is still a great idea. Make your own path!

I guess you could say she really loves the c... Oh, okay, apparently I'm not allowed to finish that joke either.

Yep, yoga. That's definitely what she was doing. And obviously she was having a really great time doing it.